“Such a narrative as this demands some sort of physical consolation for its spiritual tribulation. Our heroine received it in one last cup of tea. The reader may be advised to do so likewise.” — Emily C.A. Snyder Copy Share Image
“But neither could compare with the gargantuan natural edifice that was the mountain upon which Nachtstürm Castle rose. It was a mountain made of the darkness between two lightning bolts. It was made less of earth than Stygian frost. Whole towns fell away as they ascended, as though the ranks of black and frowning conifers waged war against the humans… — Emily C.A. Snyder Copy Share
“Such a narrative as this demands some sort of physical consolation for its spiritual tribulation. Our heroine received it in one last cup of… — Emily C.A. Snyder Copy Share Image
“What could she have done? She was a heroine, and with that came certain obligations.” — Emily C.A. Snyder Copy Share Image
“Another strike of lightening – now accompanied by the deep-bellied rumble, and the horse reared, incidentally setting Henry very picturesquely against the inconstant moon.… — Emily C.A. Snyder Copy Share Image
